Page 136 of Enchanted

It meant freedom.

Freedom to live life how I chose, knowing I’d never be alone. To allow myself to love without fear.

To be loved.

“How did you know?” he asked, his eyes searching mine. “How did you know what to say to cement the bond?”

I remembered the expression on Quill’s face as we’d left. The desperate shaking of his head. Whatever he’d done, the others didn’t know about it.

What was more, he didn’t want them to know.

“I can’t tell you,” I said finally, not wanting to lie to Rami, but not willing to betray Quill either. “What’s important is that I found out in time.”

“I can accept that,” Rami said. “You’re right, all that matters is that you knew.”

My lips met his again as I felt for the bond in my chest. I found it easily. It was like a bridge between our souls, with Rami at one end, me at the other. Together, even if life forced us apart.

I’d never be alone again.

Because of Rami.

I tried to focus my love on that bridge. Tried to send it to Rami along with everything else he made me feel. Excited. Hopeful.

And so fucking horny I might go crazy with it.

He growled against my lips and set me on my feet. A low moan left me as he ripped first my clothes away, then his own. How he did it without removing his mouth from mine, I had no idea. Didn’t care either, not when I suddenly had acres of skin and muscle just waiting for me to explore.

My hands were everywhere, all at once. Skimming along the lines of his torso. Toying with his pebbled nipples. Following his happy trail down his abs. Encircling his erection briefly before cupping his balls. Sweeping around to the firm, high cheeks of his arse. Palming them. Squeezing them before heading north. Brushing along his spine until a new texture greeted my fingers.

Feathers.

Rami shivered, a bolt of lust flashing through the bond as I gently skated my fingers along them. “Want me to make them go away?”

“Fuck no,” I said roughly. “Unless you mind me touching them?”

His eyes were hooded as my fingers continued stroking along the inside of his wing. “I think you know the answer to that.”

I did. I could feel it with every pulse of want in the bond. I kept my eyes on his as I drove him crazy with my touch.

Rami’s cock was hard and leaking against my stomach, twitching whenever I found a particularly sensitive spot. His hands were still on my hips, but I could feel him fighting for control. I bit back a smirk, secretly delighted by how much he wanted to take over and how his need for me was driving him to the brink of insanity.

Ready to move things along, I pushed against him, grinding his cock against my stomach. “If I kept this up, would you come like this?”

“Yes,” he bit out, hands twitching on my hips again. “But that’s not happening today.”

I raised a brow, circling what I now knew was an erogenous zone for Rami. “No?”

“No.” He leaned past me and flicked the shower on. When steam was filling the room, he wrapped his hand loosely around my throat. God, I loved how small and delicate he made me feel when he grabbed me like this. Breakable, yet somehow completely safe. “I’m not coming until I’m buried deep inside you, Ethan. I want you writhing on me, unable to hold back. You’ll come first; you won’t be able to help it. I’ll make sure of it. Then, when I come…you’ll come again.”

I shivered, my knees weak from his words. “From the bond?”

“It’s supposedly a benefit.” He flashed me a quick grin as he towed me into the shower. “Think we should test it many times though. For science.”

“Well, if it’s for science…”

Rami muffled my laughter with his mouth as we ducked under the hot spray. The space had been designed with his wings in mind, multiple showerheads beating down on us, cleansing us of what we’d just been through.

Like he’d just remembered why we’d needed this shower in the first place, Rami’s kisses gentled before he pulled away. He didn’t say a word as he squirted shower gel onto a scrunch and slowly cleaned me from top to toe.